The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1887-01-07

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returned tho child. rs obscure ~ an
oraclcs
AYE. sure % b. a boy NJ the root ~
such work as that. Still. lit 60 homo
II l We're you. or you'll be lost or trans
ported yourself, urged the man.
mo, oh! no. the Lady Anne will
want me-"
"Wcll, don't 60 far" was the rcI,;y.
Then the man trampcd on. smiling ut
such baby makc-belicve. and very
soon forgot all about the transported
mite and her small seeker Right and
left glanced Elsic's blue eyes. but no
Lady Anne was 70 be seen. only the
gloom, the mystery, the green anelc ~
leaves and the sunbcams fitting and
straying. as II they too were seeking
and searching. Now little old woman
met her.
please ma'am. have you met
doll?" asked the little pleading tongue.
mo. dcaric; did you think hadP"
was the kindly answer
Yes; there's one transported here.
and I'm afraid she'll k lost"
Elsic's tears were not far away now;
she was so lonely and anxious. and tho
woods were SO solemn.
"And arc you looking for her?''
asked the kind old woman.
EYES, am looking for her"
"Thcn wouldn't. or you'lI be lost
Come back along Of me-" coaxcd the
kindly soul.
But mo. no. must find her." plead
Ell the child and trippcd away. farther
and farther into the wood. farther from
home. but. as il seemed. no nearer
whatever to her pet, the Lady Anne.
although her heart crayed and hoped
she was.
Now she tripped through the white
barricr-gatc. All! whittier were her
feet carrying her? There was dsused
well somewhere in this second wood.
and yawning stone quarry. long left
unworked, but terribly trenchcrous to
unwary feet. overgrown with rank
vegetation ~ IL was. Poor little Elsie!
the briars and brushwood were 50 dense
here that they took hold Of her like de-
tanning hands ~ every step. and, some
how. darkness came steadily on all too
readily. and strange sounds Ike the
rush Of wild beasts made her heart
culver with terror.
''Oh. Lady Anne! Lady Anner'
moancd she. ~ though the inanimatc
thing. II near. could answer her. Now
a snake wrigglcd past. and she
screamed with alright. A good thing
| that the reptile was harmless. good
thing for the child's senses that it dis
appeared; but the small, forlorn thing
was in maze Of bcwildermcnt. and
the dusky woods seemed tceming with
horrors. And still no Lady Anne. no
small bundle IF wax and fincry, met
her eyes in the gloom. All! what was
that? A clear space with red sunbcams
s;raying and seeking over the green
swardl. and there. dangling among
dense growth If underwood and rank
vegetation. was the long-sought pup
PETITE Lady Anne.
'sOh. my love. my darlingv cried the
delighted child.
| All. there. there. through bush.
| through bramble. she darted. but what
was that? A hurting. clutchng. 4
scream. The Lady Anne ard her
mamma had fallen down somewhere
through the clutching bushes. No. not
the Lady Anne. she still danglcd there.
pitifully unconscious. Then there was
mighty hush. the trees nodded and
| shook their heads, the sunbcamS crcpt
away affrighted. The sweet day was
diving there a. well as out in the open
country. and about poor Elsie's home.
where the child was not.
where is Elsic?" was the question
Of her father, and Of kindly Patty too.
who had been too busy to miss her be-
fore.
| All! Bert knew. coming in with his
crickct-bat across his shoulder to his
evening meal.
.She must have lost herself in the
woods. searching for her doll" he told
them. and confessed to the transporta-
ton affair with slamc-faccd contrition.
looking away toward the woods.
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'.Wcll for you both that she did not
90 over with you" quoth the farmer.
"Or she'd not have told Rover and !
should have quite died." pipcd the poor
little maiden. as nesting in her fathers
arms. he bore her home.
Eyes. she and Rover. under God.
saved you." said her father. And
now. my hoy. no more transporting -
dolls. no more practical joking 80 ne
admonishcd Bert.
| And Bert answered sincerely: mo.
father. no."-Litfic Folks.
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